The house is quiet and nothing speaks

Not even little mouse doth squeak

I creep around from room to room

I must take care its dawning soon

I see a child asleep just there

With baited breath, I must take care

The breathing of the child's not deep

It's good that she be fast asleep

I'm leaving now my work is done

That's one more less and that was fun

I climb aboard about to leave

And shake the soot from off my sleeve

There is for meno time to pause

Formy job is Santa Clause